ok, but it makes me cry everytime I think about it.
my ex-neighbor's (ex- meaning she moved away) cat had kittens. we got two of them because we love cats, and so that on days that we are busy they'd be able to play together. Their names were Chubby and Tiger. They were both so sweet.
Anyway, about 3 years ago (3 years tomorrow, in fact) we had let our cats outside to play. That night when we called them in, Tiger came, but Chubby didn't. We just thought that he was at our neighbor's house, because he liked to go there and play with the neighbor's cat. It turned out that Chubby couldn't get home, because it was shot by another neighbor (crazy old people.........) our neighbor where we thought it was found it and brought it to us. We immeadetly took it to the vet. The bullet had entered through his butt and lodged in an intestine. Chubby was in so much pain! He died the following day while I was at school. My mom picked me up after school was out and told me the news. I cried the whole way home.
That night was the Christmas concert at my school. The last song we sang was a song called "Pacem Blessing." (can't find the lyrics of the version that we sang) I started crying halfway through the song. The following day was Friday, and I didn't go to school. We had the funeral. We buried him on the edge of our property, next to the woods, because he loved to explore. We also put a red cross of flowers on his grave.
I remember that he died on December 12, because that's my brother's birthday.
Ode To Chubby:
(I keep this framed in my room)
http://img529.imageshack.us/my.php?image=lastscan6zq.jpg
(Chubby's the one sleeping, Tiger's sitting up)